Stepdaughter of a wealthy family? The little darling of a Beijing tycoon

"Master, I want to understand, what exactly is the reason for our separation?" Little Strawberry's mother still held a sliver of hope. She thought that if she knew the reason beforehand, perhaps she could find a way to avoid this marital crisis.

Shen Jingshu's tone was utterly uncompromising: "It's a matter of principle; he cheated on me."

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Little Strawberry's mother immediately retorted, her eyes filled with resistance. "When I was pregnant, he was either at the company or at home. Even when I was in postpartum confinement, he moved his work to the postpartum care center to be with me. We were together almost 24 hours a day. How could he have had the opportunity to cheat on me? Master, what evidence do you have?"

"Getting the evidence isn't difficult," Shen Jingshu calmly instructed. "Don't alert anyone. Get out of bed now. You're on the 22nd floor. Go outside and take the elevator directly to the top floor. There, you'll find the truth you want to see."

Little Strawberry's mother was stunned: "Top floor? Is my husband up there right now? But he told me he was just going out for some fresh air and a smoke. There are new mothers and babies in the postpartum care center, so smoking is definitely not allowed."

"Just go up as I say, and everything will be answered naturally."

Little Strawberry's mother bit her lip, her mind a jumble of thoughts, but ultimately decided to do as instructed. Holding her phone, which was still connected to the call, she slipped on her slippers, got out of bed, and quickly walked out of the room.

As she passed the front desk, the staff greeted her warmly. She tried to remain calm and casually said that she was bored in her room and just wanted to take a walk. She then hurriedly entered the elevator and pressed the button for the top floor.

The elevator doors slowly closed, and the floor numbers gradually increased.

As the camera swayed slightly with her hand, all the viewers in the live stream could feel her unease, nervousness, and deep-seated fear through their screens.

She herself couldn't explain where this fear in her heart came from. Perhaps, subconsciously, she was already afraid of the reality she was about to see, a reality that she simply couldn't bear.

The comments scrolled by rapidly.

[Oh my god, my heart was in my throat!]

[She might say she doesn't believe it, but her body has already acted on it; a woman's intuition probably already sensed something was wrong.]

[I hope it's not true, but Master Shen never speaks carelessly...]

I can't even imagine what it would be like on the rooftop.

bite--"

The elevator bell rang suddenly, and the elevator doors slowly slid open to both sides.

Little Strawberry's mother, phone in hand, stepped outside. The rooftop was unremarkable, with no signs hanging anywhere, making it look particularly eerie. As she pushed open the glass door and stepped inside, a young woman in a business suit immediately came out to greet her.

The moment the girl saw Little Strawberry's mother, a flicker of guilt flashed across her eyes, and her expression instantly became flustered: "You... why did you come up here?"

Little Strawberry's mother frowned, full of doubt: "You know me?"

She was quite certain that she had never seen this person before, but the other person's reaction was clearly strange.

"No, I don't know her! I must have mistaken you for someone else!" The staff member quickly denied it, trying to appear calm. "Ma'am, what brings you here?"

"I've come to find someone."

"Looking for someone? This is a private members-only club. We don't serve non-members." The staff member reached out and blocked her way.

"I'm looking for my husband," Little Strawberry's mother said, stating her husband's name directly.

Upon hearing the name, the staff member's expression changed again, and all the subtle movements were clearly captured by the viewers in the live stream.

Something's not right! She definitely knows her!

[I understand a little about micro-expressions. She's picking at her fingers and secretly swallowing—that's a sign of extreme nervousness!]

Just as the staff member was stammering and trying to continue making excuses, Shen Jingshu's clear and firm voice came from the phone: "Your husband is in room number eight."

The sudden unfamiliar voice startled the staff member. She looked down sharply, her eyes fixed on the phone in Little Strawberry's mother's hand, which was still connected to the internet.

"You...you're live-streaming?!"

The staff member's face turned deathly pale. The secret had been exposed to outsiders through a live broadcast.

Little Strawberry's mother's heart sank suddenly. No longer caring about the person blocking her way, she pushed them aside and rushed towards the corridor inside the clubhouse.

The live stream chat exploded instantly.

[It's confirmed! There was definitely something wrong!]

[A private club was hidden on the top floor of the postpartum care center, and her husband even said he was just going up there for a smoke!]

[The poor new mother had just given birth and spent over 200,000 yuan on postpartum care, and then this happened...]

The camera kept shaking as Little Strawberry's mother ran, her heart feeling like it was being tightly gripped by a hand, filled with both anticipation and fear, as she approached room number eight step by step.

When the staff realized they couldn't hide it any longer, they rushed forward to try and stop them, but they didn't dare to push or shove them or use any force.

At that moment, Little Strawberry's mother didn't care about anything else. She pushed the people aside and rushed into the depths of the corridor. The rooms here were arranged like hotel rooms, with the door numbers clearly marked on the doors.

In the blink of an eye, she was standing outside the door of private room number eight, and the staff member followed closely behind, trying to stop her.

Little Strawberry's mother immediately turned her phone camera towards the other person, her voice trembling slightly but carrying a resolute tone: "Are you sure you still want to stop me? I'm currently live-streaming online, connected with a top streamer, and millions of netizens are watching this. What kind of shady business is hidden here?"

The staff member panicked instantly, hurriedly raising their hand to cover their face: "You can't take pictures of me! This is an invasion of my privacy!"

"Then don't stop me."

The staff dared not approach her again. She knew that once the camera captured her face, it would be easy for netizens to dox her, jeopardize her job, and cause her a lot of trouble. After weighing the options, she could only stand still and not move.

Little Strawberry's mother stood in front of the private room, taking several deep breaths, her palms sweating profusely. She reached out and placed her hand on the doorknob, only to find that the door was not locked from the inside.

She gritted her teeth and pressed down hard, and the door swung open, revealing the scene inside the room to her without reservation.

Inside, on the sofa, her husband was cuddling intimately with a woman. Men's jackets were scattered on the floor, and the air was filled with a faint scent of perfume mixed with the smell of cigarettes and alcohol.

The man who had just claimed he was only coming up to have a smoke and get some fresh air was now showing no signs of smoking at all.

The live stream chat exploded instantly, with a dense barrage of comments filling the entire screen.

My goodness, Master Shen was absolutely right!

[His wife just gave birth, and she's still in her postpartum confinement period, and he's already out partying at a rooftop club! That's outrageous!]

[The 288,000 yuan postpartum care package was actually a way to make up for the guilt in my heart!]

[My heart aches for this new mom. Just a moment ago she was completely praising how wonderful her husband is...]

Little Strawberry's mother stood frozen at the door, trembling uncontrollably. She almost dropped her phone. Her earlier hopes for a happy marriage had been shattered completely in that moment.